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"Donal Grant, by George MacDonald"


"Here she comes at last!" said her grandmother, and she entered.
She said she could not get away so easily now. Donal feared she had
begun to lie. After sitting a quarter of an hour, she rose
suddenly, and said she must go, for she was wanted at home. Donal
rose also and said, as the night was dark, and the moon not yet up,
it would be better to go together. Her face flushed: she had to go
into the town first, she said, to get something she wanted! Donal
replied he was in no hurry, and would go with her. She cast an
inquiring, almost suspicious look on her grandparents, but made no
further objection, and they went out together.
They walked to the High Street, and to the shop where Donal had
encountered the parson. He waited in the street till she came out.
Then they walked back the way they had come, little thinking,
either of them, that their every step was dogged. Kennedy, the
fisherman, firm in his promise not to go near the castle, could not
therefore remain quietly at home: he knew it was Eppy's day for
visiting her folk, went to the town, and had been lingering about in
the hope of seeing her. Not naturally suspicious, justifiable
jealousy had rendered him such; and when he saw the two together he
began to ask whether Donal's anxiety to keep him from encountering
lord Forgue might not be due to other grounds than those given or
implied.


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